he wonders if he’s missed the appropriate moment for a proper introduction. logic dictates that they were beyond the stage of strangers, considering the connection shared— sora was xion as much as xion was sora was roxas was ventus was kairi was namine was was was——— wrong. the logic was wrong / they had fought for the right to individuality, after all. who was he to crumble the foundation @grotesks found herself standing on? and besides, they shared more in common than threaded memories; pawns on the board, destroyed by the heart they champion. ❛ i never got the chance to really meet you. ❜ to put a name to the blur. ❛ i’m sorry i disappeared before we could properly talk. i hope twilight town’s been treating you well! ❜

is there ever a right time to meet someone who is every reason for your existence? is there ever a proper way to navigate such a thing when you faded into nothingness just so he could thrive? xion doesn't have the answers, but she does know this — whatever connection they may have goes beyond a common bond. that matters more to her than any proper introduction could. she is herself, most days. but she is also him, is roxas, is kairi, is everyone she has ever known and loved even for a heartbeat. she is less memory, more girl now. but it's still a learning curve. she doubts she will ever shine as bright as those who came before her, but she can be as welcoming as the twilight. ❝ it's okay. we're meeting now, aren't we? ❞ they've met, they haven't met. they're somewhere in-between, and maybe that's okay. a slight incline of her head. ❝ it's home. it treats me better than it ever has. ❞ she has a home. friends. she hopes that in time, whatever it is that lies between she and sora can be called friendship, too. ❝ and you? are you well? ❞